Zhao Lianmai replied calmly.
"Good, good, good, your move can attack and defend."
Xu Musen rubbed his temples, "You're invincible."
"But she must be missing you, she usually waits alone in the milk tea shop from morning until it's dark. With this separation for so long, I don't even know if someone is missing her..."
As a firm supporter of "Nuannuan and Musen," Zhao Lianmai spoke in a tone that was a bit sarcastic, fully supporting her own boss's wife.
Xu Musen glanced over at Yao Mingyue in the distance.
He looked away and smiled, looking at the offerings for the gravesite visit. Dumplings were normal, but this was the first time he'd seen deep-fried dough sticks placed there.
Zhao Lianmai noticed Xu Musen's gaze and began to speak slowly, "In the past, when we were poor, my grandparents always wanted to have a taste of deep-fried dough sticks, but they never did until the day they died."
